I’ve never been truly sexist, but the female body has always been much more pleasurable to drink from.
Unlike this scratchy bearded asshole.
Unfortunately, it seems I can no longer drink from other women. I tried drinking from a woman after Chloe passed out but couldn’t bring myself to do it. Every fucking time my mouth would get close to latching on, I would feel this yanking on my soul, like I knew it was wrong. I tried to push through, but I ended up fucking gagging.
Me, the fucking head of my coven, gagging at the thought of drinking from another female besides my beloved…
Sucking on Chloe though brings me joy. It brings me life. Devouring her taste is like drinking ambrosia that’s been blended with water from the fucking fountain of youth.
Chloe turns to me when I drop the body in my arms and push it away with my foot.
Round number however many of losing all my clothes.
If my sons would shut the fuck up, I wouldn’t even bother wearing the damn things. I tried going around naked yesterday, but the casual erections whenever I thought about her bothered the guys quite a bit.
Chloe starts to move toward me, a hunter stalking her prey.
Raising my hand, I say, “Stop.”
Chloe instantly stops and stares at me, and I can feel her pushing back against the bond that’s restricting her.
She’s at her strongest right after she feeds, but this time I’m not budging.
“Lay on the bed,” I command.
Her movements are shaky as she fights me. She doesn’t want to do exactly as I said, but I don’t give two fucks right now.
“Lay down on the bed. Now,” I force once more into her.
Moving quickly, she lies on the bed as if she’s a corpse.
“Spread your legs,” I order, and don’t let up on the pressure.
She’ll be giving me pleasure now. I’m done with her making all the fucking starts.
Legs spreading to give me enough room to lay between them, she lifts her head to watch as I push my pants down my waist. My cock is already hard and throbbing from watching her naked body move through the room.
I may be in a royally foul mood during most of this shit, but that doesn’t stop the pure arousal I feel every time I see her face and body.
I want to fuck her mouth as bad as I do her pussy most times, but with her fangs out the way they are, I’d rather keep my dick.
Crawling up between her legs, I pause at her thighs. I’ve been wanting a taste of her since the moment she woke up. It hasn’t been a goal until tonight. I need it now. I’ll fuck her after I get my pleasure first. It’s time she figured out who the fuck is in charge.
I nip lightly at the lower part of her thighs then suckle.
This is for me.
She will be at my fucking mercy.
I can feel her struggling hard against the bond. She doesn’t understand what’s happening. She doesn’t understand why my cock isn’t inside her tight little cunt.
But she will.
Dragging my tongue up her thigh, I bypass her mark for now. I want that to be a special little secret. My tongue swirls on the meatiest part. It’s truly one of my favorite areas. Enrapturing me with her juicy flesh.
Though to be honest, every single part of her body is one of my favorite parts. She perfect in every way.
I nip hard at the flesh though, enough to give her a wakeup call.
A grunt comes from her mouth, not loud, but I hear it.
Just like I feel her resistance weaken.
Hungry to eat what I’ve been craving, I shove up and swipe at her pussy. My tongue flat and wide, I work from the very bottom up to her swollen clit.
Lapping at her like she’s the most delicious thing I’ve ever tasted.
Because she is.
Gradually increasing my pressure, I growl, letting the vibrations coming from my mouth flow across her lips.
I pay extra attention to each little jump or burst of pleasure through the bond.
Focusing on what pleases her the most until she’s soaking wet.
The blood on my face from feeding mixing with her natural juices tastes fucking amazing.
But I want the real prize.
Homing in on her clit, I give it a little flick before sucking it between my lips.
Sliding my hand up, I push two fingers inside her dripping cunt and flip them.
Finding the rough little patch of flesh just inside her pussy, I stroke against it.
Her entire body locks up, her thighs clamping around my head, as I meticulously work both bundles of nerves. Sometimes my rubbing and sucking is in sync, and other times it’s in contrasting rhythms.
All depending on what I feel coming from her through our connection.
When her walls begin to flutter around my fingers and her hips grind her pussy hard into my face, I nip her clit gently with my fangs. Not hard enough to break her skin, but hard enough to force her through a violent orgasm.